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29-year-old Mitsuru Ai sighed with resignation as another day comes to her cramped yet modest apartment in Downtown Tokyo, the only window that her place has being one that overlooks the Ginza district, where passersby and cars move about in seemingly perfect sync to the hustle and bustle of Japan’s capital megacity. A chronic “black company worker” as she calls herself due to limited livelihood prospects from her meager upbringing and highest educational attainment being that of a sophomore in Waseda University as well as her somewhat mute personality when it comes to social interactions, she was forced to bust herself deep in working for shady companies that had little if any in the way of employment standards and as such, she had issues with overwork that teeters near to burnout, lower than average if not delayed pay, and harsh superiors who took advantage of her sorry state by backhanded compliments and disadvantageous office politics. Eventually from her last “black

saw this in my dreams last night... A fun day at the theme park; hand in hand her boyfriend and herself were having a blast. Their relationship has been a long lasting one with no end in site through thick and thin. Together they had been on several rides already throughout the day and eager for more. Excitedly they both stood in line for their next fun filled rushed. Both watching the theme park ride run its course with smiles on their faces eager with anticipation. The ride appears to move very fast whirling on its track. With little warning the ride looses control, pieces of long structural pipe coming apart. She dives to the ground as the pipe comes to a stop nearly crushing her head. Adrenalin rushing she squirms out from under the entanglement of what was once a ride. Her boyfriend helps pull her out; both great full and shocked to be ok. Together they hurry to check other riders. She pulls a small boy out of his seat on the ride gently laying him flat on the ground. The boy is so pale she gasps. Her boyfriend joins her crouching over the young boy while everyone around them continues about their own chaos. She rubs the young child's chest to help restore blood flow to his heart. The child's vacant eyes stare up at the sky while his mouth gaped open. She was positive he would die but kept stimulating his blood flow; she couldn't give up on him. The child began to regain some color, she hurriedly looked around her for his parents but no one came their way. She looks back down at him his facial expression unchanged but skin becoming red. Unsure of what was going on her boyfriend and her watched in shock as the boy became more red. The child seemed to slowly shrink bringing great alarm to them both whom could only watch the horror unfold. She screamed for this child's parents for help no one stepped forward. She grabbed the very small boy in her arms uncertain of her next move. Before her eyes he regressed into what looked like a fetus, no longer resembling the previous shape of the boy she once held in her arms. Terrified her boyfriend and her began to run to the front of the amusement park. In her cupped hands she watched as pinkish red parts began forming a cord and placenta connecting to the fetus. At that point the fetus was now complete and began to slowly move. Her boyfriend and her stopped and stared into her cupped hands. Her boyfriend looked into her face and said we can't let him die. She nodded in agreement knowing a fetus can't survive outside the body. Her boyfriend took a step back and pointed to a bathroom. He then turned and sat at a picnic table. She momentarily watched his actions before running to the bathroom. They had been together so long their actions were alike. Her eyes adjusted to the lower light as she ran to the last and largest stall. Odd since she knew she was in a rush and always chose the first stalls. The bathroom was quiet and empty. She kept the slowly moving fetus in one hand as she pulled down her pants with her other. Using her fingers she separated her vaginal lips to expose a better opening of her vaginal canal. She brought her cupped hand close to her now exposed vaginal opening and the fetus immediately slithered up into her cervix. She was surprised by the amount of force this tiny human was able to make on its way inside of her. The noise it made in doing so stuck in her mind a soft sort of wet almost slurp. She could feel the fetus travel up and through her cervix, what she could only explain like a soft toy slimy hand would feel being pulled into her uterus string and all. She stood motionless in her surprised state; fingers still holding her vaginal lips. This was certainly not what she was expecting to happen, but then again she didn't know what she was going to do in the first place. This was all a very strange encounter and yet her actions and thoughts were driven by another force as that it was natural. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror through the door crack still motionless and dumbfounded. She felt a small pressure as the fetus positioned itself comfortably inside her womb. She released her her fingers standing up straight and readjusting her pants. She pushed the bathroom stall door open and stared at herself in the mirror one hand running over her now occupied womb. She didn't know what would happen now: would her belly begin to grow? Would this be a normal pregnancy? What about this boys poor parents they would never find their child again. She felt lost with these racing thoughts. The only comfort was knowing her boyfriend was waiting just outside those doors for her in full support. She also felt great comfort in knowing this boy wasn't dead and she had saved him. She blinked after what seemed like an eternity of standing there, turned and walked out to join her boyfriend. As she stepped out into the light he stood up from the bench he sat at and came to her side. Silently he also ran his large warm hand over her expecting womb. He took her hand and looked into her eyes caringly, neither of them speaking for neither knew what to say. She knew he had the same rushing thoughts as her and came to the same conclusion. Silently they slowly began to walk the park together still in shock.

"Your order sir?" Uirusu knew this was a maid cafe, but the establishment this one garnered a theme atypical to most restaurants. All of the waitresses were expecting mothers. Women from various walks of life. Either single or married, the girls served patrons who held an admiration for the miracles they were experiencing. Uirusu adored pregnant women. He wasnt sure why, but a woman with a baby in her belly garnered a beauty like a thing else in the world. The first time he saw a pregnant woman, it was like the world stopped. He wasnt sure what it was, but seeing a woman with child was love at first sight. He now respects, adores, and honors every expecting mother he would meet. "The Christmas Flan? Correct" She said with a smile. Truthfully, Uirusu has never been close to a pregnant lady. He would give anything to rub her baby bump. To feel her warm body where her baby was held. That would make his year. As she laid the plate down, he got a full view of her bosom. She must have

Rachel was 20 years old. She had blue eyes and brown hair with several strands of pink. She was a well-known young streamer girl, doing videos of fake pregnancy or fake labor, now that she was pregnant for real. She was currently overdue and her belly was big and round. Her viewers were betting about the size of the baby. Rachel promised her viewers that she would stream the whole active labor and birth. Today was the day. After being pregnant for 40 weeks and 8 days now, she felt her first contraction during dinner, around 8 PM, on a Friday evening. It wasn’t painful yet but Rachel knew it was time. She took her phone, took a selfie and posted it on her Facebook page and on her Instagram. The description of the picture was: “Felt my first contraction tonight! Ready to go into labor and have this baby. Stream will start soon!” After reading some comments and answering them, she prepared herself to go to bed, before putting the phone away at 10 PM. Rachel woke up around 10 AM and just

The first date was enough for me and my husband, as we got married that night. We made our interests from the first date clear. Though neither of us admitted it at first, we admitted after about an hour of sitting in the bar together. We had a big thing for pregnancy and simply both wanted a big family. Little did I know, my husband was crazy for pregnant women compared to me who had a turn on with the thought of being full. His family had genes that were made to fit big shoes and huge wombs. He didn’t tell me till after rutting me into a wall after being eloped at 1 am in the morning, but his family was known for multiples...and big babies. Not to mention, rather long pregnancies Even after he told me that, I wasn’t deterred. The thought of being so big and full of such a handsome man’s fruit made me soaked even after he had come into me moments before. After knowing such knowledge, I made sure he fucked me as much as was needed to get me so full I couldn’t walk… Alas, here we are

It was a quiet afternoon on a university campus, Lily, a young girl with long, straight dark hair, with a slim and elegant body who led a fairly routine life. She was in her second year of college, focused on her computer science studies. Her day began early, often before dawn, as she loved to take advantage of the quiet mornings to review her notes and advance her projects. Over time, her room had become a personal refuge, a mix of minimalist aesthetics and programming books piled on his desk. Although her life was focused on university and her academic ambitions, Lily had a secret interest in photography. She often glanced at the camera she kept on her desk, a gift from an ex-boyfriend with a passion for photography who had taught her some basic tricks before her relationship ended. Lily had been working on a coding project. Despite her focus on the codes, a part of her mind wandered between lines of programming and the images she wanted to capture with her camera. The sun was

It was Halloween night as Allie walked through her apartment door, dressed as cute skeleton in a witches costume. She carried a large Scarlett red colored burlap sack filled to brim with various sweet treats, while her protruding stomach stuck out twelve inches in front of her petite body frame. Her hair long was dyed a bright pink color, a long with having toxic green colored highlights in her hair as well. Her Hazel colored eyes glowed with excitement, eager to sit down and eat her sweet treats from tonight’s gathering. It wasn’t everyday that she could go out and stuff herself without restraint, while having worried eyes looking at her with both confusion and fright. Halloween was Allies favorite holiday, besides thanksgiving or any other holiday that revolved around eating. When she got to her burgundy colored sofa, she sat down on it with a hard thud; feeling her swollen stomach jostle into the flesh of her thickening thighs. It growled with hunger, demanding the celebrating

Stan had a pregnancy fetish for as long as he could remember. He went wild for a woman with a big belly, stroking her expectant curves as her unborn baby kicked around in there. And the bigger she was, with more babies inside of her, the sexier she was to him. He had never told anyone about this desire of his, and he had never had sex with a pregnant woman, as bad as he wanted it. If he was in a position where he could be intimate with a pregnant woman, he didn’t even know what he would do. Maybe he wouldn’t even try to fuck her, he would just admire her up close and run his hands all over her swollen stomach and feel up her heavy, milk filled tits. Stan had not even told his girlfriend Kylie about this turn on of his, and he had no idea how to bring it up. Offhandedly, Kylie had mentioned how she would want to have some kids one day and be a mother, but at twenty four, she was in no hurry. Stan knew it would be irresponsible to just knock her up for the sake of hooking up with a pregnant woman too, so this desire just stayed inside of him, lingering and burning. Maybe it got too strong and it had to come out of him in some way. That’s what he discovered one fateful day. Stan had planned to spend the day with Kylie, and he was always excited to get with her. Not only did it just feel good to be in a steady, loving relationship with someone who cared for him back, but she was a very beautiful girl, with a big thick butt and long, flowing black hair. He seemed to be surrounded by beautiful women, as he stepped out of his house to go see Kylie. His neighbor Beth was outside too, tending to her garden. “Good morning,” she said with a warm smile, her brown hair in a short bob cut resting on her shoulders. “Good morning,” Stan said, smiling back at her. He was committed to Kylie but Beth sure was tempting. She was a few years older than the two of them and was taller than Kylie, plus she had a very large set of tits. Kylie had about an average rack but Beth had big breasts, and she was wearing a pair of overalls while she worked in her garden, drawing even more attention to her bust. Stan couldn’t help but think about the neighbor he had as a kid. He never remembered her name, but he sure remember what she looked like. She was a beautiful woman with curly hair, and she got pregnant many times, which helped foster his fetish. Her belly swelled out far in front of her, always looking bigger than average even with just one baby. Sometimes she would even go out in a non maternity shirt so Stan got to see her exposed stomach skin, with a dimpled belly button sticking out on the front. But often, she would wear maternity overalls, and even though they covered up her pregnant middle, Stan thought they made her belly look even rounder and heavier, always turning him on. And now, looking at his sexy neighbor in her overalls, Stan just thought about how how she would look with a pregnant belly of her own. He tried hard to picture it, fixating his eyes on her while trying not to look like he was staring hard. But suddenly, he didn’t need to picture it. Beth gasped and stopped what she was doing to look down at her midriff. Her overalls pushed out in front of her as her stomach got bigger and bigger. The straps on her denim overalls got tight as she started to run out of room, her body dominated by this huge pregnant belly, making her go from flat to full term in seconds. As her pregnant belly grew, so did the rest of her body. Her cleavage was already poking out of her low cut shirt she had under the overalls, but now her breasts were even bigger as her body filled up with hormones. Her tits pressed and squeezed together, making them look even bigger and sexier, and she was so busty that her chest spilled out of the sides of her overalls. Beth let out a loud moan and pushed her hands into her lower back while she stretched, testing the limits of her overalls. She had a modest set of cheeks behind her, but now that she was pregnant, she had a large cushion for a rear, even bigger than Kylie’s ass. She reached down to rub her belly up and down, gasping with each stroke. Her belly must have been incredibly firm given how it was stretching out her overalls. Stan could see her bare skin exposed on the sides as her shirt rolled out, some of her pregnant middle poking out of her overalls. As her fingers passed over her, Stan could see her outie navel pressing against the dark blue fabric. “Stan! Do you see this?” Beth cried out. “I do,” Stan said with a gulp, moving to the fence to get a better look. She waddled toward him, moving very lopsided and clumsy because she wasn’t use to moving around while pregnant, especially full term pregnant. “I don’t know how this happened! I can even feel the kicking inside of me! I’m…I’m pregnant!” Beth moaned. Stan hoped she might ask him to feel her belly to confirm what she was experiencing, but she was satisfied with wrapping her arms around her big bump. “I don’t know either,” Stan said, looking over her big belly and heaving breasts. “How do you feel otherwise?” She grunted and leaned back, popping out her hips to balance her heavy belly, giving her an incredible pregnancy stance that got Stan very aroused. “I guess I feel okay. Just sore and heavy, and this baby inside of me is kicking a lot,” Beth panted. “What the fuck is going on?” She turned around and waddled back to her house, either to lay down or to call for a doctor. Stan watched as her hips swayed with her slow, heavy steps, shaking that new, huge ass of hers around, until she went back inside. Stan was trembling with excitement as he continued on his walk, heading for Kylie’s place. He tried to process what just happened. It was already impossible for Beth to suddenly get full term pregnant in front of him, but what seemed even more improbable was that…he caused it. And yet, Stan could not think of any other explanation. He was focused on Beth, thinking about what she’d look like pregnant, and then she started to change. There was only one way to know if this was true: he would need to test it on someone else. And luckily for him, he was heading to see the perfect test subject. Stan knocked on Kylie’s apartment door. She opened it and smiled at him, leaning in for a kiss before he even came inside. He closed his eyes, always letting himself savor that soft, wet feeling of her lips pressing and sliding against his. With a little flick of his tongue inside her mouth, Stan walked inside and put his arm around her waist. “You’re in a good mood,” she smiled, looking up at them as they hugged close, her hip against his. Kylie’s hands were around Stan’s back, and she wiggled up on his body as she felt his erection pressed and poking into her. While she hugged him around his back, Stan had both hands on her thick booty, each of her cheeks bigger than his hands. “I’m always in a good mood when I get to see you,” Stan cooed, giving her a gentle peck on the lips. “But…I’m thinking about something else today too.” “Mmm? What’s that?” Kylie asked, her bright black eyes gleaming up at him. “I was just thinking about what it would be like if…we had a kid together,” Stan said, loosening his grip on her butt so they could have some space between them. Kylie laughed and raised one eyebrow. “Maybe one day, sure, but I’m not in any rush to be a mother right now. Should I start double checking when you put your condoms on? Or get a fresh prescription on my birth control?” “Nothing like that,” Stan said, taking one hand and brushing it down Kylie’s chest, tracing her modest breasts, until his palm was right over her belly button. “I just think it would be great to be with you while you’re pregnant, knowing your carrying my baby inside your womb.” Kylie sighed and purred. “I’d like to have your baby, but do we have to talk about that right now?” “I have to be honest with you, Kylie. I’ve got a huge fetish for pregnant women,” Stan said. “And I was hoping we could…start playing around with that.” “Oh, I see,” Kylie said. “Well, sure, that could be hot. I could stuff a pillow under my shirt and pretend to struggle around with it before we go to bed and fuck.” “I have something better than a pillow,” Stan smirked, as he felt her stomach start to get firm. Slowly, her belly pushed his palm back as she got big and round. Kylie gasped and looked down at her stomach, now bare as it pushed past her t-shirt, getting very firm and ripe. Her belly button popped out with a wet smack as she reached her full term size, forcing her to bend her hips forward and balance this new, heavy stomach. “What the fuck?” Kylie grunted, patting and rubbing the top of her stomach. She then gasped again and her hand flinched off of her bare belly, before cautiously reaching back down and rubbing in a small circle. “Was that…a kick? This isn’t just a trick? I really am pregnant!” “I told you,” Stan cooed, rubbing her pregnant belly along with her, spreading his hand wide, feeling that kicking inside of her. “I knew you would look even sexier with a pregnant belly, and I was so right. You look incredible.” “Incredible? I’m a whale!” Kylie whimpered, pouting out her juicy bottom lip as she looked back down at her belly again. “How did you do this? What is…oooh, this kid is kicking hard!” She hugged the bottom of her pregnant stomach, feeling the new arrival in her womb thrashing around. It felt like the unborn baby was just as surprised to be inside of her as she was to have it in there. Stan looked Kylie up and down, taking in all of her pregnant beauty. He adored her big belly, of course, and her naturally light tan skin was even more radiant now, with a bronzed glow thanks to her hormones. But there was more to lust after on her body now too. Her shirt rolled up to make room for her new pregnant belly, making it tight against her chest. That showed off how much bigger her bust was now that she was pregnant, as hormones flowed in, adding a full cup size to her breasts, maybe a cup and a half. Stan looked around her back too. Kylie was always bottom heavy, but now she had a huge ass, sticking out far as she kept her bubble butt shape down there too. Her shirt couldn’t fit her pregnant body anymore, and it looked like her pants couldn’t either, as they dug into her rear from behind, showing off her entire peach shape. “Seriously, how could you do this to me?” Kylie whimpered, rubbing the top of her belly. “I told you, I have a pregnancy fetish and I wanted to see you get big and beautiful,” Stan said, holding her hands. “Even more beautiful, I mean.” She sighed and locked eyes with him. She wasn’t happy about being pregnant, and her growth spurt was uncomfortable, but she did love Stan, and she was feeling very hormonal and emotional so she was willing to forgive him when maybe normally she wouldn’t. “Is it temporary?” she asked. Stan didn’t actually know if he could undo this, as he was only just starting to test his powers. Still, he wanted to make her happy. “Yes, just temporary,” he said. “Now, can’t we try it out? Let’s have the same date we would have had today, only instead…we’ll look even more in love.” He placed his hand on her belly and gave it a rub. He was excited to take her out in public, have people see her waddling around and fawn over the two of them about to have a baby. And maybe they’d even think about what Stan did to her to get her so big and knocked up. “Fine, but I’m not going out with my bare stomach hanging out so people can gawk at me,” Kylie huffed, waddling back to her bed room. “I have some of your clothes stored here. Those should look baggy enough on me.” As she changed, Stan just smiled to himself. Now he knew for sure these “powers” of his were real. All that was left was to see just how much he could do with them. ---- Kylie wanted to go shopping to start their date together, though she was less enthusiastic about that now that she was going out pregnant. But, she thought she could still think about what she’d look like when the belly was gone (hopefully it wouldn’t require her to give birth to shrink back down) and she was hopeful that her shirt would hide her bump. Stan went with her, always a dutiful boyfriend on her shopping trips, but he was especially enthusiastic this time around. She moved slowly through the store, weighed down by her bump. She knew none of this would fit her right now, but when…or if Stan got rid of her pregnant belly, at least she could put some of this on later and look cute. He was paying for all of this, to make up for giving her the belly in the first place. But Stan saw that as a perfectly fair trade. There was also a maternity section in the store and she was right next to it looking at dresses and blouses. Kylie caught a few smiles and chuckles from Stan as he looked between her and the maternity clothes, but she shot him a withering glance back to make sure he put a stop to it. “Don’t worry, I don’t want you to try any of them on,” Stan said, dropping his voice to a whisper. “Besides, I like you better in non maternity clothes, with your bare belly sticking out.” “Stop that,” she hissed, stepping out of the racks of clothes and then stopping in place. A group of her friends were there too, not expecting to see her there. “Kylie, hi,” one of them, a tall, pretty blonde said. “Oh, hi Kristen,” Kylie replied, her face now burning red. It was bad enough for her to go out in public pregnant, but now she was in front of her friends. “Just…shopping around, trying to get something new for Spring before the Spring prices kick in.” “Right. I haven’t seen you in a while,” Kristen said, narrowing her eyes. “Are you…” Kylie gulped, wondering if she could see how big she was under the shirt. She nervously touched the shirt, but that just pressed it tighter to her belly and made her outie navel poke through. “No, I’m not…anything,” Kylie said. But Stan just grinned and had other ideas. Kylie gasped and looked down at her belly as it got even bigger. “Not again!” she whined, as her shirt rolled up, no longer able to conceal her pregnant middle. She had twins kicking inside of her now, giving her a pregnant belly that stuck out much farther than her new, big bust. Her smooth stomach hung out bare, forcing her to arch her hips again, pushing her pregnant belly out to her friends. Kristen’s eyes bugged out in shock as she saw how huge Kylie was, and how she was getting even bigger in front of her. Kylie moaned, the zipper on her new pants sliding down to make room for her belly, before clutching her stomach and rubbing it up and down, feeling how tight her skin was as it stretched over her bloated pregnant belly. “Oooh, shit!” Kylie whined, overwhelmed by the force of the pregnancy expansion, unable to maintain her composure. “Easy, easy, you’re okay,” Stan said, smiling and rubbing her bare pregnant belly. “Sorry ladies. She’s just finding the pregnancy hard to adjust to.” “Right,” Kristen gulped, as she and her friends hurried away. “Why are you doing this to me?” Kylie whined, trying to waddle away too, but wincing and groaning as she tried to move such a heavy frame. “I told you, I have a pregnancy fetish, and I think you look incredible with a big belly,” Stan said. “Even your breasts and butt are getting bigger too!” Sure enough, the latest pregnancy expansion gave Kylie even bigger tits than Beth did after her belly grew too, and her ass was so massive, it was pulling up the legs on her pants, exposing more of her calves to make room for all that booty. “I’m glad you like me, but do we have to do this in public?” Kylie whimpered. “We’re on our date,” Stan said, rubbing her belly again and holding her hand. “And don’t you think we look cute together, out on a date while you’re so big and ripe.” Kylie sighed, resting one hand on top of her belly. “I guess so…but not in front of my friends!” “Fine, let’s go somewhere else,” Stan said. “How about we go get something to eat?” He knew as a huge pregnant woman, she’d have a sizeable appetite. Sure enough, her twin filled belly made a rumble at the mention of food, and she nodded. “But you’re paying,” Kylie said, patting her stomach. “I’m going to get a lot to eat too.” “Good, I hope so,” Stan grinned. “I’d love to see you all round and knocked up, stuffing yourself with treats.” ---- Kylie moaned and pushed back a chair to get a seat at the café. She had to push the chair back far to make room for her full term twin belly. Once she was down and took some weight off of her hips and legs, she let out a big sigh and rubbed circles around her bare stomach, breathing hard. Stan improved her mood by putting many plates of pastries in front of her while he sipped a fresh coffee. Kylie’s lips quivered before she started eating. She knew she had lots of eyes on her because of her pregnant belly sticking out exposed, and because of how big it was too, and those gazes would only increase if she ate as fast and voraciously as she wanted. But Kylie could not deny her intense pregnancy hunger and she started to chow down, eating muffins and danishes and everything Stan had in front of her with her bare hands. She moaned and grunted as she ate, taking a new bite before she even finished the last one. Stan smiled, leaning in to watch. She was already so beautiful with the pregnant belly, but seeing her stuff herself while hugely pregnant was a big turn on for him too. “That’s it, eat as much as you want,” he said, reaching down to rub her bare belly, feeling the twins kicking inside of her. “Give into your cravings and feed our babies.” Kylie blushed, embarrassed by having Stan talk about her pregnancy like this in front of so many people, but she couldn’t stop herself from eating more and more. And while she wasn’t happy about the pregnancy expansions, she had to admit that having Stan rub her belly made her sore, firm skin feel better, and it was going to help with her digestion as she ate all this stuff. She even let out a whimper as his fingers passed over her outie belly button, feeling how sensitive it was out on the front of her pregnant middle. But she couldn’t stop him from doing anything with that either. Stan looked at Kylie all over. There was her incredible belly, her heavy motherly tits, her thick ass cheeks that were only going to get bigger as she ate all these pastries. He even though she looked gorgeous with her face twisted up while eating so much so fast. She looked so good…that he had to see more of it. With her mouth stuffed with doughnuts, Kylie stopped in place and her eyes opened wide. “Oh no,” she grunted, looking down at her belly. People in the café gasped as her pregnant belly got even bigger, lurching forward. It was already filling up her lap but as it grew, her pregnant middle stuck out past her hips, forcing her to shift the way she was sitting just to balance her expectant frame. Kylie grunted, arching her hips forward, sliding her big ass to the very edge of the chair. Her hands reached down and gripped her pregnant stomach, trying to steady it as she got huge. “Triplets? You put triplets inside of me?” Kylie groaned, feeling the intense kicking inside of her from three full term babies. Stan just laughed and rubbed her huge belly, looking around the café. “I told you, all those pastries would go straight to your waist.” Kylie looked sheepishly at everyone else in the store staring at her, all shocked by what they just saw. She pushed her hands into the table and moved herself up to her feet, her newly engorged tits swaying with every little move. She tried to leave fast, but she was so weighed down, it was hard for her to even put one step in front of the other. Stan put his arm around her waist, steadying and bracing her, as he helped her waddle outside. “This is too much! I’m full term with triplets! I’m so huge!” Kylie wailed. “And my belly skin is pinching and cramping!” “But you look incredible,” Stan said, cupping her cheek. “You’ve never looked so gorgeous before, and I love it.” Kylie whimpered. As much as she hated these pregnancy expansions, she was still in love with Stan, and her hormones were only getting stronger. She gave him a light peck on the lips and hugged around her belly. “Let’s go somewhere else, please,” Kylie said. Stan agreed, but only because he had an even better idea for where to go next. ---- Kylie blushed as she waddled through their local mall, all eyes on her. She didn’t want to bring even more attention to her belly but she couldn’t stop but rub her hands against her stomach and keep them constantly against her taut middle. Her skin was so sore and she felt like she needed to keep herself steady or else she’d literally tip over. “There are people I know here, Stan,” Kylie whimpered, as women looked at her and whispering, pointing at her giant belly. “I thought you wanted to go shopping,” Stan said. “Shop for what? A stroller? I can’t fit into anything,” Kylie huffed. “We’ll go soon. I just want to do one thing,” Stan said, going to the fountain in the middle of the mall. He tossed a quarter in and then smiled back at Kylie. She rolled her eyes. “Okay, good, we can go now. What did you wish for?” “I didn’t need to wish for anything,” Stan said, rubbing her belly. “It’s already come true.” Kylie gasped and whimpered again, feeling her skin getting tighter and tighter, her belly expanding even more! She wailed and arched her hips, pushing her hands into her lower back, making her belly seem even bigger in the process, as it grew huge and heavy out in front of her. Kylie was so massively pregnant, she wouldn’t even be able to reach her outie belly button. “Oooh, you pervert! Look at me! I’ve got four babies inside of me! That’s way too many!” Kylie moaned. “You’ve got four full term babies in your belly too, which no woman has ever done!” Stan laughed. “You’re literally the biggest pregnant woman ever! No wonder you look so sexy!” Kylie wailed again, as her breasts and butt finally got so big that they tore through her clothes. Her big tits flopped out, hanging down the sides of her massive middle, while her butt jiggled as it broke out of her jeans, looking like two basketballs stuck in her underwear. Kylie saw people snapping photos and filming her with their phones as she rubbed her belly and blushed. “Look at what you did to me, Stan!” Kylie wailed. “Yes, I did this to you,” Stan grinned. “I’ve always wanted to hear that from a pregnant woman!” “I’m serious!” Kylie groaned. “I feel like I’m about to burst!” Stan cooed. “Now there’s an idea,” he said, focusing on her belly again. Kylie felt her skin tightening again and she screamed. “No!” Her skin ruptured and there was a loud “BANG” with a flash of light. She snapped up awake, laying on a couch. Kylie held one hand against her forehead, feeling the cold sweat all over her. She quickly reached down to touch her stomach, and it was right where it should be: flat and toned. She even checked her chest to see if any other changes happened. She was never so happy to have C cup tits. “What’s wrong?” Stan said, coming into the living room and kneeling next to her as she laid out. “I heard you screaming.” “I just….had a really weird dream is all,” Kylie said, hugging one arm around Stan. “Sorry, I came over to your place to have a nap and then I freak out on you like this.” “No, don’t be sorry. I’ll get you some coffee,” Stan said, giving Kylie a kiss and heading to the living room. He poured her a mug while smiling from ear to ear. It worked! Now he knew he could not only use these new powers to make women get pregnant, but he could also reset things so they had no memory of it. He could have all the fun he wanted, and then put everything back to normal. Kylie couldn’t get past quadruplets before “bursting,” but if he trained these powers of his, maybe he could get her even bigger. Maybe even in the double digits! And it wasn’t just Kylie either. He looked out his kitchen window at Beth, out in the garden again, her stomach back to normal. He smiled. This was going to be fun.